let me

let me

let me pour you one last
in this cheap paisano glass
in the morning we will sit
drinking juice in silence
but tonight let me sing songs
let me play loud music
let me dance close so you can

smell the citrus scent of youth
that graces my arms and neck
the taste of bourbon on my breath
spinning back time to when
my waist was small and my bosom fine
let me pour you another
let me lead you to bed

music drifting up the stairs
like a breeze lifting my slip
filling sails so tall ships
can seek treasure on islands
where we go when we sleep

 

Honorable Mention in the 2022 Fall Issue of Quiet Diamonds, Published by The Orchard Street Press